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writetomyheart2013-03-03 02:09 am
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[Team 1] Blush
I have no idea where I was going with this, but it's words.
As red as Maru's new year's lingerie is, it doesn't compare to his face when he approaches Takeuchi Yuko and asks for her phone number.
"This is sudden," she responds with a grin, bemused but affectionate. "What's this all about?" Even as she asks, she waves down her manager and mouths "cell phone" across the dressing room. He bows briefly in apology to Nishijima's manager before stepping swiftly toward them.
Maru can barely hear their conversation over the slow burn of his cheeks, a friendly exchange about how much time Takeuchi has before the next scene and when her manager should be back to pick up her phone. Curious glances and careful words sizzle against Maru's skin.
Takeuchi returns her attention to Maru with the promise of five minutes of phone time before she has to give it back to her manager. "Now tell me," she says with that teasingly stern look in her eyes, "what you need my phone number for."
Maru gives her a sharp nod and considers how to proceed. "It's not for me, actually. I want to impress someone."
"By saying we're cell phone friends? Surely costarring is enough to impress."
"No!" Maru says more loudly than he means to. He can't wait until this moment is over, because being nervous makes him feel like a different person. "Sorry. It's just that he already knows that. I want him to really be excited to be with me."
"Maru," Takeuchi reprimands with a frown. "You're already so wonderful to be around." And there go Maru's cheeks again, burning hot, struck like matches.
"No, that's not..." he giggles out in denial, shaking his head furiously.
Takeuchi smiles at him. "How about this? We'll take a photo together, and you can send it to your friend. Good enough for now?"
Maru beams. "Really? That'd be great. Thank you so much!" And he pulls his own cell phone out for a selfie with one of the country's most respected leading ladies.
When he gets a response that night from Ninomiya with an invitation to go out for drinks, the flush doesn't stop at his cheeks. His entire body is on fire.
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un_sanzo, your turn~
As red as Maru's new year's lingerie is, it doesn't compare to his face when he approaches Takeuchi Yuko and asks for her phone number.
"This is sudden," she responds with a grin, bemused but affectionate. "What's this all about?" Even as she asks, she waves down her manager and mouths "cell phone" across the dressing room. He bows briefly in apology to Nishijima's manager before stepping swiftly toward them.
Maru can barely hear their conversation over the slow burn of his cheeks, a friendly exchange about how much time Takeuchi has before the next scene and when her manager should be back to pick up her phone. Curious glances and careful words sizzle against Maru's skin.
Takeuchi returns her attention to Maru with the promise of five minutes of phone time before she has to give it back to her manager. "Now tell me," she says with that teasingly stern look in her eyes, "what you need my phone number for."
Maru gives her a sharp nod and considers how to proceed. "It's not for me, actually. I want to impress someone."
"By saying we're cell phone friends? Surely costarring is enough to impress."
"No!" Maru says more loudly than he means to. He can't wait until this moment is over, because being nervous makes him feel like a different person. "Sorry. It's just that he already knows that. I want him to really be excited to be with me."
"Maru," Takeuchi reprimands with a frown. "You're already so wonderful to be around." And there go Maru's cheeks again, burning hot, struck like matches.
"No, that's not..." he giggles out in denial, shaking his head furiously.
Takeuchi smiles at him. "How about this? We'll take a photo together, and you can send it to your friend. Good enough for now?"
Maru beams. "Really? That'd be great. Thank you so much!" And he pulls his own cell phone out for a selfie with one of the country's most respected leading ladies.
When he gets a response that night from Ninomiya with an invitation to go out for drinks, the flush doesn't stop at his cheeks. His entire body is on fire.
un_sanzo, your turn~